29.12.12

What is the most popular article to be read on Dezeen in 2012?

Click the link below to find out more...

http://www.dezeen.com/2012/05/08/8-inches-of-dark-chocolate-cock-filled-with-by-united-indecent-pleasures/
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30.8.12

long exposure

messing with long exposure and little lights with Jason.

he took this.

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27.8.12

Tell me...





Last night - in my dream - I was a clove of roasting garlic, oiled and crackling in a boat like husk.

*what about you?

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11.7.12

things I won't miss about the south

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2.7.12

What do we sound like?



we got a SOUNDCLOUD, now. what are you gonna do about it? e-mail studio@supermanicecreamcollective.com to get this image with PASSCODE and LOGIN info!!! Continue

7.6.12

GIVE OR DIE


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In the works

St. Louis' Laumeier Park needs an installation, and they've designated this over-grown pool and its surrounding pavilions. I'll be working with a landscape chica from Harvard. She's got something with soil remediation and the procession into the forest up her sleeve; I get to play with projections. Yay, summer. 



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2.6.12

web mock-ups

it's time to meet your (web)maker

i'm working on some basic layouts for the new web page, which is mainly just a 'who we are'/branding thing as well as links to 3 major pages:

1. feed: everyone has to eat. eventually, every collective member (that wants one) will have a feed. we will also use this space for visiting contributors. we welcome art projects, architectural interventions, writing, curated links/video, and anything else you can pitch as interesting! this might be the closest we get to a zine yet...
2. studio (or blog): where we will hopefully be workshopping ideas/posting all our summer projects (temps and i have found some good competitions already)
3. like on fb: so we look like social beings

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30.5.12

I'm with Kaitlyn

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desktop



keepin it real. simple. Continue

website concept

sketched this beauty
out last night
while trying to facebook people
who know how to tell me how to do it.
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all new everything!

in case you haven't noticed:


                   it's facelift season.
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show me urrrs

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poppea final dress photos






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29.5.12

I spy a match. Did you know? By definition, A BLOB is a drop of viscous substance or an indeterminate mass. Do you know any buildings made of a viscous substance or with a questionable mass? I just love it when a blob is a blob.

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26.5.12

COO COO KITCHEN **Pilot Episode**

Hey ladies! Today Rachel and I launched our occasional, ad-hoc cooking show on Ustream.  Our show features only the funnest, funkiest foods fresh from the local CNY Market in Syracuse, as well as the local Westcott Co-op. Today's show stirred up some trouble with  past-roomie n all-around snazzy dancer LaSalle Tippens's Dank Browns, a wonderful over-filling take on the traditional, kinda boring hashbrowns. Right under my little nose was the adorable (and first-time un/official SIC-Collective Collaborator)  Rachel LeQuire whipping up some AMAZING Let-us-thank-him-for-our-food-god-bless-amen Cran-Coco-Choco Walnut Pancakes. These things were amazing. Future episodes will be announced a little before so you can catch us more easily! We'll also be posting recipes soon! Don't forget to check out the first 10 minutes or so archived on Ustream on the link under the image! Ciao! Continue

23.5.12

I know how I can steal ideas from America


Grandma would only play cherry slot in Niagara.
Butter lambs with Clove Eyes,
If you let it,
across the American Landscape
Operable Windows,
Hawaiian Standards,
black Men
Please Don't Apply.
so monumental,
yard sales, food, stamps,
privacy for either place,
good bleach,
swimming pools, cut n fill,
fuckn' huge
deep -fried, crunch-wrapped,
bullshit tacos,
clear as mud,
In the jungles of grocery store aisles,
what we grew to know
was separate from what we (did).
She has a devil baby,
before the sun blow up.
floor jacks
When I was a child,
I would skip so fast, so hard
that I could fly, float, hover,
a levitation,
physical, fantastical reality.
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                                                       buy cantaloupe, slightly elliptical, orange flesh, ribbed skin. Continue

2.5.12

thesis work...



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23.4.12

Preference?




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17.4.12

12.4.12

Poppea aka Pop Tart

Churned these out today.  Some changes.  More depth.  Added mirrors as props.



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As Kaitlyn requested

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4.4.12



Being less precious about the frames.  The material is going to be mixed...two way mirror, real mirror, and scrim (duh). Continue

3.4.12

Frittata Reveal In 10 Minutes!

Join us on Skype. Cheers! Gurl got Knife skillsssss
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2.4.12

poppea rough rendering

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Any ideas?

I want to combine collage scenes in some way with those clock drawings. (Merging "illustrations" of two separate texts.) The final product will be 3 18x12 drawings. 3 ideas involve [1] laser-cut and layered drawings using the clock lines as templates. [2] convex/concave images, as if the scene is warped by time/speed. [3] Using lines from the clocks to fracture and warp the image.

Any ideas? Here's an example of where collages are heading. (More saturated than before, pulling from the colors that form naturally inside clocks from enamel interacting chemically with copper, brass, etc.)

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26.3.12

arch mime wk Continue

19.3.12

Clock drawings cont.






















A seminar class called Measured Representation asks us to select a text and derive a drawing. The text I chose is from the 2010 Pulitzer novel, 'Tinkers":

"Lay the clock facedown. Unscrew the screws; maybe just pull them from the cedar or walnut case, the threads long since turned to wood dust dusted from mantels. Lift off the back of the clock like the lid of a treasure chest. Bring the long-armed jeweler’s lamp closer, to just over your shoulder. Examine the dark brass. See the pinions gummed up with dirt and oil. Look at the blue and green and purple ripples of metal hammered, bent, torched. Poke your finger into the clock; fiddle the escape wheel (every part perfectly named -- escape; the end of the machine, the place where the energy leaks out, breaks free, beats time). Stick your nose closer; the metal smells tannic. Read the names etched onto the works: Ezra Bloxham-1794; Geo. E. Tiggs-1832; Thos. Flatchhart-1912. Lift the darkened works from the case. Lower them into ammonia. Lift them out, nose burning, eyes watering, and see them shine and star through your tears. File the teeth. Punch the bushings. Load the springs. Fix the clock. Add your name."

A few antique clocks from the Pickens jockey lot and some teeny tools from Home Depot have me scrunching up my eyes to dismantle the metal and springs, scan in all the components, and document them. In the next few weeks, these technical representations will be combined with a collaged scene which represents a second selected text. The idea is to merge, via invented sections and delicate layers, the dual sense of time: its illusory and/yet rigid nature.


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